Back when Strangeness in the Proportion was being serialized on White Wolfs website, we received feedback from readers, even as we were still editing sections to be released (and further polishing for its upcoming ebook and print incarnations). That was the coolest thing about serializing and the immediacy of interaction on the web being able to get feedback while the clay was still a...
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henryetta:
congraat!
nevermore66:
Thank you 
arrabbiata_von_p:
for some reason I was expecting to click on that and get to something that would scare me shitless o_O
HORROR OF THE PLASMA MIRROR!
Defining silly:
Sitting with a friend, watching horror flicks, everyone angrily heckling the protagonists every ill choiceand then realizing we had made the exact same mistakes the night before, getting our characters killed during a session of a horror-themed roleplaying game.
So let this be a public service message:
This Halloween season, take it easy on them horror protagonists. Theyre...
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Rule #6: Submit to no distractions
"I have to write, I can't pick you up and cradle you right now."
"Mrow?"
"You are a lone huntress of the night."
"Mrow?"
"Claws sharp as crescent moons. Fur black as a bad-bad dream."
"Mrow?"
"You are a cycloptic, nocturnal predator--you need no one!"
"Mrow?"
"Dammit..."
brightredscream:
Haha!
Chuck Wendig offered a challenge to write a 100 word story on the subject of revenge. I gave it a whirl. Many words died to get here, and my keyboard is sticky with their blood. Enjoy!
THE FIVE HUNDRED DAYS
Illegal time window? Shadrack laughs. How many times can a mother watch?
Windows are costlycalibrated to one person, place, and moment. No help, weapons, or...
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THE FIVE HUNDRED DAYS
Illegal time window? Shadrack laughs. How many times can a mother watch?
Windows are costlycalibrated to one person, place, and moment. No help, weapons, or...
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Nothing goes to waste.
That pet shopbarely a memory fragment from boyhoodfilthy cages crammed with improbable combinations of speciesthe amphibians choking on the toxic cage mates they tried to swallowthe dust-mote cage with the cockatiel missing a wing, the round wound staring at me like an angry, red eye.
And suddenly that memory is useful. I didn't know it, but I was training then. You...
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That pet shopbarely a memory fragment from boyhoodfilthy cages crammed with improbable combinations of speciesthe amphibians choking on the toxic cage mates they tried to swallowthe dust-mote cage with the cockatiel missing a wing, the round wound staring at me like an angry, red eye.
And suddenly that memory is useful. I didn't know it, but I was training then. You...
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My novel (Strangeness in the Proportion) gets a mention in an interview with my kick-ass editor, James Lowder. Also contains zombies.